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03-Jun-2011 21:12:24

EmilyNubby - stand by this door
now lay down on the floor, so i can take my fist
lets write a list, one by one
so let me stomp and then your gone.
im twisting my feet, in agonizing pain
your face is as hard as a b-50 plane
yet still your no match for me,
cuz i can remove your knee
with lots of blood,
let me just remove my hood
i pull out my gun, lets have some fun
open your mouth, put the end in,
cok it, with the thin layers of tin
the springs pull back, the bullet fires out
penetrates right through your stout
your bones will break, your guts will rip
i pull back the gun and spin it with a flip
the end is smoking, i blow it
looks like i got a good hit.
your now dead, im now laughing
although the guilt is now Graphing
it going up high, it fills me throughout
i think i must now bailout
i turn around, find a gun on the ground, cok it
put it to my brain, scream 'DIE OWE' and pop it
the sky darkens, my life flashes, the car i was supposed
to be in crashes, and burns to ashes, that's when i wake up, alarm clocks ringin, theres birds singin, its spring and, Emilys outside swingin, i walk right up to my gf and kiss her
tell her i miss her
Emily just smiles and winks at her little sister.
:P :P I am a ghost. The darling glow of gold. You are paltry in your coarse brass. You came from an anatomy of snarling mouths, a zealotry of those iron-shackle bound to the kismet of a second-hand brain hanging invisibly like a phantom limb.

03-Jun-2011 21:17:41 - Last edited on 03-Jun-2011 21:19:00 by The Mad King

03-Jun-2011 21:23:04

Want a pint?
i'll smash you, thrash you,
i'll get my foot and crush you,
so be scared, and be awared
sleep with one eye open,
and you better be copin'
im coming round your house tonight
we guna fight,
to the death. but can i say
what is it with your breath?!
it stinks like dog,
its misty like fog
my name means alot
you just don't know what
now come here,
be full with fear.
im coming near,
im behind you.
don't see me? look up
i just got your leg
now thats it, your dead. I am a ghost. The darling glow of gold. You are paltry in your coarse brass. You came from an anatomy of snarling mouths, a zealotry of those iron-shackle bound to the kismet of a second-hand brain hanging invisibly like a phantom limb.

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03-Jun-2011 22:04:44 - Last edited on 03-Jun-2011 22:05:14 by Need To Fart

Want a Pint
yes, you probably will own me like cake
'cause that's all you'll ever make
you'll ever eat, i won't cheat
in our war, of blood and gore.
you'll probably cheat, and ignore the heat
but, c'mon, get real
get off your back, and get a meal
not a pot-noodle, or a fast food snack
'cause that'll just absorb my smack
that'll hit your face, and break your skull
so all your brain is full
of bone that's crushed
but wait, maybe that's rushed?
no it can't be, LOOK! i just broke your knee
my words aren't sht, i'm not bluffing,
i'm not blushing, i'm full of rage
so don't hold back, come out from your page
come to the sun, from your hole of dark
and hold the tree that's full of bark
it crumples in your hand, like the life you had
yeah, your life's bad.
-p.s. i love you really I am a ghost. The darling glow of gold. You are paltry in your coarse brass. You came from an anatomy of snarling mouths, a zealotry of those iron-shackle bound to the kismet of a second-hand brain hanging invisibly like a phantom limb.

03-Jun-2011 23:00:00 - Last edited on 03-Jun-2011 23:05:38 by The Mad King

03-Jun-2011 23:50:35